Waitin’ On The Whiskey To Work

I don't smoke but I bought some cigarettes
 Might as well, I mean what the heck
 One thing or another's bound to kill me
 Neon smoke rings and pool balls click
 Tattooed Ruby in her red lipstick
 Pours me up another and one more's bound to kill me
 Well I'm just waitin' on the whiskey to work
 Got some money in my shirt
 And I'll stay here all night long if I have to
 Oh, I'm just waitin' on the band to start
 To play a little tune for a busted up heart
 A little something to numb this world of hurt
 Waitin' on the whiskey to work
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 Feels like home bellied up here
 It's as good a place as any to disappear
 Even if she wanted, she could not find me
 Hours turn to days and days into weeks
 They know my name, they know what I drink
 When I drink too much, they sure don't mind me
 Oh, I'm just waitin' on the whiskey to work
 Got some money in the pocket of my cowboy shirt
 And I'll stay here all night long if I have to
 Oh, I'm just waitin' on the band to start
 To play a little tune for a busted up heart
 A little something to numb this world of hurt
 Waitin' on the whiskey to work
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 Oh, I'm just waitin' on the whiskey to work
 Got some money in the pocket of my shirt
 And I'll stay here all night long if I have to
 Well I'm just waitin' on the band to start
 To play a little tune for a busted up heart
 A little something to numb this world of hurt
 Waitin' on the whiskey to work
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 Waitin' on the whiskey to work